Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

"Mei."

The robin looked at the power that condensed as the sea raised its palm. "All things return to nothingness" was the supreme power that the quantum sea had held since the beginning of time.

There are more than tens of millions of branches on the tree of imaginary numbers, and new possibilities, that is, new bubbles of the world, are born on new branches all the time.

Those world bubbles may be large or small, but they all symbolize a complete world. However, when the total amount of the world approaches the limit that the imaginary number tree can bear, it will be "screened" by the quantum sea.

The existence that seems unreasonable actually has its meaning. The meaning of the existence of the sea is to filter out those world bubbles that no longer meet the conditions and return them to the original "nothingness" before they were born.

Erase all traces of existence, just like real bubbles, which were never born.

As Hai's control over the blades representing the entire universe approaches perfection, the more authority he can mobilize from the origin of the quantum sea.

For the sea, plunging a world into complete nothingness is something he has done countless times.

However, the universe before him was indeed one of the most tenacious world bubbles he had ever seen.

Deep in the sea's consciousness, a vague imprint of a bubble from another world passed by. It was a rare mistake in his long years, but this place was different.

No existence has yet emerged here that can surpass the upper limit of the world bubble itself.

The so-called authority, as long as it is still bound within the world bubble, is ultimately just power within the "world".

Authority that has never reached the level of the Imaginary Number Tree has never been considered true authority in Hai's eyes. It is just a sporadic manifestation of "Tao" among the dust particles.

Just like there is an insurmountable gap between destruction and destruction.

The destruction within a world, even if it burns all the stars, is just a cycle within the rules. However, the destruction from the level of the tree of imaginary numbers is to erase the definition of existence from the root.

This is no longer a difference in strength, but an absolute crushing of dimension and essence.

When the gap in strength reaches the chasm between life forms and levels of existence, the power of the sea becomes increasingly despairing. His existence itself is a negation of all low-dimensional laws.

What is even more suffocating is that an opponent of Hai's level is still willing to patiently plan tens of thousands of reincarnations when facing an opponent that is countless times weaker than himself and is almost an ant. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is a real dead end.

A powerful enemy might be challengeable, but the most formidable opponent is a supreme god who is willing to look any opponent in the face with absolute caution and strategy.

"You can still swing that knife."

"Is it right?"

There was an undisguised determination in the depths of those emerald eyes. Robin didn't even use the question mark, she knew that at this moment Mei had to be able to swing the knife.

Among the people standing here, only Mei can swing that sword.

Huang Quan nodded slightly.

"Ah."

There was no extra explanation, or even any further communication, as a relieved smile appeared on the robin's lips.

She knew Huang Quan. Huang Quan never lied. As long as she nodded in agreement, he would definitely do it.

But this time, Huang Quan lied.

She never knew if she could swing that knife, whether she could swing a knife as powerful as the one An Ming used to cut off the sun.

What Huang Quan promised the robin was actually something else.

She didn't know if she could swing the knife.

But she would strike.

Since when, the call ringing in her ears was always "Mei" instead of "Yellow Spring". She used to think that the real Mei had been buried before the dawn of Takama-ga-hara, until this moment she suddenly realized it.

She never really left.

She used to be always searching for the meaning of existence, chasing after the figure that was getting farther and farther away.

And at this moment, she finally grasped her own answer.

...

...

"March."

"At this point, I'm afraid I can only burn a few more incense sticks for Brother An."

Xing showed a sad expression, and the next second she was knocked to the ground by a righteous elbow from March Seven.

"Don't try that on me!" March Seven curled her lips in annoyance, "There's no way I'm going to give up like this!" She naturally understood that Xing was also trying to find the only way out of the predicament, but there were really only a few paths left to choose from.

"In March, we still have one last chance."

Annie reached out and pulled March Seven up from the ground, clasping her hands tightly. The moment their fingers were interlocked, it seemed as if some kind of resonance vibrated gently deep in their blood.

Although it wasn't the first time they met, San Yue Qi still felt a little weird. The white-haired version of himself was a little too aggressive, and he wasn't used to his smart look.

Well... just load the smart beady eyes filter deep in your mind, and Annie in front of you will immediately look much more approachable and cute.

Wait, now is not the time to let your imagination run wild!

"This is why we came here," Sanyueqi took a deep breath and met Annie's gaze, with an unprecedented seriousness in his pink-blue eyes.

After all, she is a big shot at the level of a star god!

Annie's lips curled up slightly, and at the moment when her hands were clasped together, she clearly felt that the other half of the power of memory dormant in March Seven's body was quietly awakening.

And the destiny that belongs only to March 7th also blooms at this moment with a glimmer that cannot be ignored.

Xing was standing at the edge of the treetops. Although she was still talking trash before, there was still some worry in her eyes. She could see that the area under the treetops was gradually being submerged by the surging sea water, and the outline of the Starry Sky Train was becoming increasingly blurred in the waves.

The price we paid to get to this point is far heavier than we imagined.

Xing's gaze turned to Sanyueqi, who was standing beside her with Annie interlocking her fingers. Around their clasped hands, tiny ice crystals were condensing out of thin air, like stardust materializing memories, flickering a faint but firm light in the darkening sky and earth.

San Yue Qi slowly closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into the familiar spiritual world again. The last time he entered this state was because he accidentally ate the red moon.

But this time, she no longer needed any guidance. She only needed to raise her head to see the destiny that was dormant above the spiritual world again. That was the path that once belonged to her.

Countless streams of memories rush along the trajectory of fate, like spring water from the first melting of the glacier, rippling thousands of ripples in the spiritual world.

March 7th could clearly sense that the dormant destiny was awakening and calling for its true master to return.

"Why does it feel a bit... uh, like the Dragon King has returned?"

The projection of Annie, who had just manifested in the spiritual world, happened to hear this muttering, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She thought that Ms. March 7's mental state was still too abstract.

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I will go for a checkup tomorrow QAQ But I feel that I have improved a lot in the past few days. Now I just go out for a walk when I have nothing to do. Retirement life (